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Jun 2015
Your voice came from deep in the Earth
made me stand still
and listen.
Centuries of generations rose up
-up out the past
And I waited for you to speak
All the time and time again
faces spoke of the futility
of chasing silver and gold.
And in the very centre Judas
wept.
Written by
nivek
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